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 Posted: Thu Apr 01, 2010 10:21 pm
Vera ducked her head under the newly budding branches that pushed as impatiently forth as she felt now. The celebration of life that sprang up around her mirrored her own feelings quite completely. The winter was finally gone. She was bigger and stronger, and bursting with the energy of youth.
And so, of course, the first thing she did was seek out the friend she had made over the cold season. Her first meeting with Brook had been awkward and stuttering, but this didn't dampen her enthusiasm in the slightest.
She was thrilled to get out of damp dungeon of her den, finally leaving the company of her bored, irritable siblings, and her sickly, depressing parents. Malady's illness was always worse in the cold, and that meant that Cizin was skulking in the shadows, when he wasn't missing entirely.
The scent of the fresh air and the sensation of warm earth beneath her paws was an unbelievable relief, and she took many wild detours to chase squirrels, and sometimes her own tail. Vera was rarely so uninhibited, but after the long winter, any pup would hardly be able to contain themselves.
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Posted: Thu Apr 01, 2010 11:07 pm
The male was certain he wouldn't be missed, if even found to be so by the pack. It wasn't that they were dismissive or uncaring of the pup, he just wasn't certain how to interact with adult company. He was still skittish of the larger creatures, preferring not to speak much unless completely necessary for fear of stutter. Though he was getting better, at least he believed so. He tried very hard at it, as frustrating as it was.
Time and again the male found his bright eyes wandering upwards, and his neck craning foolishly straight back. From there was the best place to look through the snarls of naked tree branches, now green and stubbly with buds and flowers, to catch glimpses of the sky. He was both marveled and humbled how they seemed now the same colour as his own eyes(though only described to him by others). He knew water, at least deep water, to be the same. How many things were that colour?
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Posted: Fri Apr 02, 2010 6:28 am
Pausing for a moment, Vera cocked her head to one side, listening. In her jubilant gamboling, she had nearly forgotten what she was questing for, and the sound of small, careful paws made her heart leap gladly. Straining, she tilted her head even further, stopping only when she nearly toppled over from exertion.
"Brook?" she called out hesitantly, pacing back and forth, unable to decide whether to approach. She knew that she was either very close to Sanctity Pack Lands, or IN them, and suddenly remembered that little detail about not going into other pack's territories. But surely they wouldn't mind too much, since she was just a pup.
Undecided, Vera crept closer to the sound of the paws, her small, lithe body alert and tense. She carefully shrugged through some bushes, placing her paws as delicately as the small birds that flitted through the underbrush.
She had gained some grace in the months since she'd seen her friend, but not quite enough for this particular situation. Distracted with pleasure at her own rather impressive stealth, the brightly-colored pup stepped completely out of her cover, a mere 5 feet from (luckily for her) the very distracted male pup. As a grand finale, at the exact moment she REALIZED she had stepped out of cover, she brought one paw jarringly down into a rodent burrow, and fell flat on her face in front of Brook.
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Posted: Mon Apr 05, 2010 5:33 pm
Brook had not been directly searching for her, not at all. It would be a lie to say that she inhabited his mind every minute of every day. It was not that he didn't like meeting Vera, or found her company unmentionable. He just didn't have need for such obsessive behaviour. But when a tentative, familiar voice broke him from his quiet admiration he was a little too overjoyed to reply, so sufficed with a surprised look and a small, crooked smile.
"Vera?" The tone of voice mirrored her own and as always he spoke quietly. After all, the woods were still the wild to him, and it wouldn't be unimaginable for him to mistake images and sounds from memory into reality. There may very well have been something large and quite awful behind those near bushes. So he halted, pulling his head back as he watched with a cautious glance and a testy stance.
So of course when the female pup stumbled out from behind the bush, the male bolted. Not too far, but far enough to realize that the small, black and blue creature was in fact, his friend, before stopping and turning back around. His look of fear changed to realization and then a tense frown, as though it were only an unpleasant prank.
"T-That hurt." He observed with a slight stutter as he padded slowly back to where she had fallen. Though certainly a useless thing to say, it was certainly better than asking if she were all right. He never understood why wolves asked. He could tell by the way she had fallen, the way her paw was stuck. He was simply reaffirming a fact. He made a tentative sniff at her slipped foot.
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Posted: Tue Apr 13, 2010 2:45 pm
As her face had immediately been thrust into the dirt, Vera heard nothing over her own violent sneezing. When she felt a cold nose at her paw, she tensed in surprise, and desperately hoped it WAS Brook she had found, and not someone (or something) else.
Blinking to clear her eyes, she gazed blearily up at him. "Oh, hi," she said in recognition, her voice a little less jubilant than it would have been under normal circumstances. She had made a complete idiot of herself in front of the only friend she had outside of her own family, and on top of that, her nose was full of dirt, and her paw was sore.
Grimacing, she pulled her leg free of the burrow and smiled sheepishly at Brook. "I thought I would come find you, 'cause my brothers and sister are out doing stuff."
She wrinkled her nose a little. Sisky was off in the woods, doing whatever it was he did in those secret places. Molly and Ryland were out with Malexxi , learning how to hunt. Vera already knew how to hunt, she had even caught a few squirrels all on her own. She had told Malexxi that she was tired and would rather nap, and Malexxi had let her be. It was amazing how it easy it was to get the others to leave her to her own devices. Usually it didn't bother her, but sometimes she wondered if they really cared at all.
"What are you doing out here, anyway?" she blithely changed the subject, curiosity evident in her voice.
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Posted: Sat May 15, 2010 9:55 am
As she tensed he hesitated backwards, watching her with a mixture of confusion and concern. His ears whipped about for a moment, before he realized that he had been the one to startle her.
"I was walking. Then I heard you." Brook replied, settling back on his haunches as she pulled herself out of the hole. Other than a look of deep embarrassment and a dusty face, she did not look too worse for wear. Of course, considering how he himself looked when he arrived in Sanctity, no scratch or cut he'd earned since could compare.
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